Dr. Suess....he was the man. too bad cancer snatched him too, although he did live you the impressive age of 87. He brought joy to so many. He made a difference in the world.
Yesterday was Eric's 36th birthday. Just another day he said. He has never been a big birthday person. It was I who made the big deal about birthdays. Last year he spent his birthday at Princeton University Hospital. He went to the ER and was admitted on his birthday. His gift for his 35, 5 fun filled days in a private hospital room. It was kinda cool, the room had 2 couches and a coffee table in it. Too bad it was a quasi blizzard and I couldn't entertain. But I did get him a birthday cake from nutritional services, Even a candle, but I couldn't light it.
This year for his 36th birthday, Eric spent it sick in bed from chemo. Infusion started on Wednesday and runs until this afternoon. I will de-access him when I get home. We didn't do anything special. I got him fried chicken because the grease helps the nausea, and i laid in bed with him scratching his head and trying to sooth his broken out skin (this chemo makes his skin burn...he looks like he had acid poured on him).
So this birthday wasn't a fancy one. We didn't have a big party or go out. Heck I even forgot to give him his card. But this year was a testament to his survival. He made it to another birthday, with hopefully many more to come. Birthdays really aren't a big deal. At least not until you aren't sure just how many of them you will have left. Then, they take on a whole new meaning. They become milestones...and another mile marker in ones journey. Eric has been alive 36 years. I have been blessed to have shared 7 of those years with him.
So i guess I am the one who received the gift when you really think about it. I am the lucky one.
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